Yuji hits the big boss

Qiu Zhen told Zhou Yuan that the place he was going to should be the lobby on the 6th floor, Zhou Yuan looked at the only two people in this small private room, sneered in his heart, and sent me away so that we could stay together and fly together ?Do you think I'm too mentally retarded to see through your sinister intentions?Go, yes, but you go, not me!

Zhou Yuan walked around Qiu Zhen and sat on the other side of Song Xiaochen, and said with a smile, "I've been there, and I saw Xiaochen here, so I came over to say hello, do you mind eating with you?"

Song Xiaochen said indifferently that it was all right, it was about adding a pair of chopsticks, so he went out to the waiter to get a set of cutlery.

Qiu Zhen's face turned dark, and he managed to find time to have a meal with Song Xiaochen to connect with Song Xiaochen in his busy schedule.

He thought about Song Xiaochen not for a year or two. He worked hard all these years in order to have the capital to negotiate terms with his father in the future so that he could get Song Xiaochen, but he was ruined by Zhou Yuan, a blind guy. He wished he could use chopsticks Blind Zhou Yuan's eyes.

But they are all people on the scene, he was not so childish and immediately teared his face, so he had to hold back first to see what Zhou Yuan meant.

It can't be such a coincidence, Zhou Yuan is also gay, and he is also interested in Song Xiaochen, right?

Song Xiaochen didn't notice anything, he was not going well these few days, and he has been staying at Jiang Bai's house.

But after all, it's not his home, and he won't live there for a long time, so he has to quickly find a way to get the house back, or find another place to live, otherwise Xie Zheng will go home to live, and the two of them want to make out, with him as a big light bulb, how much inconvenient.

Song Xiaochen thought in his heart that he didn't have the time to worry about what Zhou Yuan and Qiu Zhen were thinking. Qiu Zhen put food for him, and he ate it, and poured wine for him, and he drank too.

Zhou Yuan became unhappy: "Drink less, Xiaochen, have you driven yet?"

Song Xiaochen drank the wine in the small wine glass. It was brought by Qiu Zhen. It is said that it was his father's treasured wine. , I can call here."

Zhou Yuan asked again: "Xie Zheng told me that he went home to sleep today, isn't it inconvenient for you to be with him?"

Xie Zheng was a friend of his third brother, he knew that Xie Zheng was with a man, and that man was Song Xiaochen's classmate Jiang Bai, so he didn't say anything when Song Xiaochen lived in Jiang Bai's house.But when it comes to Xie Zheng going home to sleep, it was a temporary idea, trying to get Song Xiaochen out of Jiang Bai's house and into his place.

Song Xiaochen drank a lot because of boredom. He was still not drunk yet, but he was short-circuited. He forgot that he hadn't told Zhou Yuan about being kicked out of the house. When Zhou Yuan asked, he thought he had, so he He replied indifferently: "Then I can just find a fast hotel, and I have the money with me."

Qiu really didn't know what they were talking about, so he asked what was going on.

Song Xiaochen didn't want to mention this, sorry.

Zhou Yuan kept his mouth tight and never said anything, so Qiu Zhen watched the two of them talking back and forth in a daze, feeling a little out of the way.

Zhou Yuan said to Song Xiaochen: "Then you can stay at my house for a day, and I will find you a place tomorrow. By the way, do you want to get your house back? I will send people to drive them out."

Song Xiaochen shook his head: "Oh, let me think about what to do. Let's stay in a hotel tonight." He was a little dizzy, so he restored the very relaxed atmosphere between Zhou Yuan and Zhou Yuan these days, and he was not so sad.

Qiu Zhen tried her best, but made a wedding dress for Zhou Yuan. She was very angry, so she got up and pulled Song Xiaochen out to go to the toilet together, and Zhou Yuan also went out to smoke. Zhou Yuan immediately greeted with a smile, "Brother! Here, I'm here—"

Zhou Qingtian is really not a winking person, Zhou Yuan didn't want to see him so much, he couldn't tell that he was trying to hide, and even dragged two people over to talk to Zhou Yuan.

Zhou Yuan saw that one of them happened to be Zhang Qi and wanted to leave, but Zhou Qingtian had already pulled them to him, so he had to stand there.

Zhou Qingtian said excitedly: "Brother, why don't you go up, they play games..."

Zhang Qi stepped forward and smiled shyly at Zhou Yuan, "Thank you, President, for coming to support me. Do you want to go up? Then come with me?"

Zhou Yuan twisted the cigarette butt and threw it into the trash can, and said flatly: "You guys have fun, I still have something to do."

Zhang Qi was disappointed and didn't know what to say, but he wasn't sure if the big boss liked men, so he didn't dare to go too far for fear of causing resentment.Turning around, I happened to see Song Xiaochen and Qiu Zhenren coming out with the help of a figure, and I was in a panic, so when Song Xiaochen walked over, I deliberately touched him with my foot, Qiu Zhen also drank some wine, and walked not so steadily. Then both of them fell down at once.

Before Zhou Yuan had gone far, he looked back and saw that Song Xiaochen had fallen, strode over to help him on the frame and left, Qiu Zhen shouted from behind: "Hey—Xiaochen, wait for me—" struggling on the ground.

Zhou Yuan half-supported and half-hugged Song Xiaochen to the elevator, and pressed the button to the basement garage. Song Xiaochen was not very drunk, but he was very dizzy and could not stand still. He randomly found a place to lean against and said: " Please give me a ride, just find an express hotel, don’t look for expensive ones, I don’t have that much money with me.”

Zhou Yuan supported him on his shoulder and said, "Okay, close your eyes and rest for a while. Let's go now."

The elevator stopped, Zhou Yuan helped Song Xiaochen out of the elevator, found his car not far away, opened the passenger door and helped him sit down, and even fastened his seat belt, Song Xiaochen leaned crookedly on the seat and frowned. Frowning and drowsy, Zhou Yuan adjusted his position to half-recumbent again, so that he could lean more comfortably, and then started the car and got out of the garage below.

The car was very quiet and a bit dark, Zhou Yuan could almost hear his own heartbeat, the outside lights and colorful neon lights slowly shone into the car as the car drove, and shone on Song Xiaochen's face, the light and shadow flowed, and the long The eyelashes create a crescent-shaped shadow under the eyes, which is really fascinating.

Zhou Yuan felt that his body was starting to feel dry and hot, so he took out his mobile phone and called home, saying that he was going to take the guests back, and asked the nanny and workers to clean up the guest room first and then he could leave.

After explaining, Zhou Yuan put away his mobile phone, pursed his lips and looked at the road ahead, and the gas pedal under his feet involuntarily increased. He was a little flustered and eager, as if he wanted to confirm something in a hurry, but he was also a little scared.

Turning his head to look at Song Xiaochen, his breathing has calmed down, and he fell asleep, but sometimes he wriggled his body and hummed twice, presumably because of the alcohol, he was not very comfortable.

Zhou Yuan's mood became more complicated.

Before he could figure it out, the destination had already arrived, and the car stopped in front of the villa where he lived.

Opened the door with the remote control key, drove the car in and parked it, and then unbuckled Song Xiaochen's seat belt, and found that he was fast asleep. The light inside the car was a soft yellow halo, shining on Song Xiaochen's peacefully sleeping cheeks. It looks like there is no defense at all.

Zhou Yuan carried him out with his hands, Song Xiaochen just hummed and twisted a few times to find a comfortable position and continued to sleep.Zhou Yuan couldn't help laughing as he watched him writhe.

Zhou Yuan was much taller than Song Xiaochen, so he carried him through the door and went up the stairs without any difficulty. All the lights were on, and he went directly to the guest room, where Zhang's mother had already arranged the room.

Zhou Yuan took off Song Xiaochen's coat and shoes, carefully put him on the bed, and then covered him with a quilt.

From the moment he hugged Song Xiaochen, he kept suppressing his beating heart, and when he let go, he realized that he was covered in sweat.

How does it feel to be lying in front of the person who thinks about it day and night?It was a conflicting feeling of grasping the heart and lungs, wanting to be close but afraid of being close.

Zhou Yuan made the indoor lighting softer, sat on the edge of the bed and looked at Song Xiaochen's face, his face was flushed and sweating, and his hands were hot when he touched them, probably because he was very hot after drinking alcohol, but he didn't dare to move It would be too much to undress or take a bath for him. If Song Xiaochen woke up and misunderstood him, it would still be embarrassing, so he could only watch him sleep with complicated emotions.

But doing nothing, isn't it too bad?Zhou Yuan got up and turned around on the spot, standing in front of the bed and looking at the person on the bed, the little paws in his heart scratched and scratched, it made him go crazy.No matter, let's kiss first and then talk.

Carefully bent down, knelt on the edge of the bed and quietly licked Song Xiaochen's face quickly. Song Xiaochen seemed to feel itchy, so he scratched it with his hand, and Zhou Yuan hurriedly withdrew.

After a while, seeing Song Xiaochen continued to sleep, Zhou Yuan leaned closer again, feeling a slight breath hitting his cheek, Zhou Yuan secretly kissed him on the lips.

What does it feel like?

Moist, soft, silky, or sweet?

These feelings may just be Zhou Yuan's own imagination, but Zhou Yuan was stimulated by that wet contact, his head suddenly "buzzed", completely filled with illusions, every cell in his body was clamoring, up, up, up!

Zhou Yuan felt that his hands were shaking a little, and finally suppressed the shaking, he reached out and touched Song Xiaochen's cheek and neck.

Smooth to the touch, slightly sweaty, the smell of his day and night rushing into his nostrils.

Well, so far, Zhou Yuan warned himself not to go any further.But his hands and feet were still kneeling in front of the bed, as if he couldn't control his hands and feet, and he couldn't make up his mind to get up and leave.

Just entangled like this, entangled until the palms were sweaty, and the legs were suddenly a little numb. Just when he was about to kiss again, Song Xiaochen suddenly moved his body, snorted, seemed very uncomfortable, and moved his eyelids a few times to open look.

Zhou Yuan got up suddenly and took a step away, took advantage of the opportunity and sat on the sofa next to him, picked up a magazine on the coffee table and opened it.

Song Xiaochen twisted a few times to wake up, pinched his head and hummed in pain, opened his eyes in a daze and saw Zhou Yuan sitting beside him reading a book, and asked, "Is this a hotel?"

Zhou Yuan replied calmly: "My home."

Song Xiaochen didn't seem to react, so he asked again, "What are you looking at?"

"Book."

Song Xiaochen wobbled and half stood up, and suddenly found that the cover of the magazine was a naked woman, extremely hot, and was immediately stimulated, so he quickly squinted his eyes to recognize the words on the cover of the magazine that Zhou Yuan unfolded, "Playboy, playboy?"

The blue veins on Zhou Yuan's forehead suddenly tensed up.

Shit!

Damn Tony, he didn't take his porn magazines when he left, it made him look bad.

Zhou Yuan pretended to be indifferent and threw the magazine aside and said, "Are you thirsty? I'll get you some water." He got up and went out.

When Zhou Yuan came back, Song Xiaochen was half lying on the bed flipping through the magazine, muttering drunkenly while flipping through: "Foreign girls are awesome, look at the big breasts, the big butt|butt, you can't see it in China Such a good magazine..."

Zhou Yuan handed him Liangbaixai: "Drink water." While taking the magazine over, he looked at how many were left on the coffee table and under it, and simply put them away and threw them into the trash can outside.

After Song Xiaochen drank the water in one go, he became more conscious, but his head still hurt, and he hummed and said, "Why did you take the magazine away? I want to read it again before going to bed."